The Dress

When I had a lovely dress but not like all the rest, Beauty inside is not lovedon the outside. Hurt is like a electrical shock in the heart. Running lonely from the start, Is like moving waters to higher rocks, One rock heart but not living, while eyes red. Like fire, and feet running away from me. God's love find's me in the corner of darkness, Bearly feeling. The light covers me while darkness surrounds me. All my dreams come up close to scream, you are lovely but not like me!!